Slouching Equinox Lyrics

Hengiforms hanging with bloated carcasses
Bloodless fauna on the clay
Banks of votive meat
A bleary gateway
Dry crackle of fire
A guttering flame
We trample the routes
Grit between the teeth
Forest ablaze, endless days chased away.
The once brave sun
In slouched equinox, fled
The moon's grey head
Returns a cold and steady gaze
Night's beasts put up their call
Now there's no turning back from the frigid threshold
Coil revolving through and through....
Into a state of false death
Equinoctial eschaemia
A cold air coagulant
Damming up the source
The roar becomes a hum